【7:00】
Soft music began to play.
Awakened by the alarm, Jiang Chen rubbed his sleepy eyes as he got up from the bed. Last night, he slept on his stomach and didn't change his clothes. In the morning, he felt uncomfortable all over his body.
After a simple wash, he habitually touched his chin that didn't have a beard and then left the bathroom.
He put on clean clothes, put on his sneakers, and tied up his shoelaces.
Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered that he still had something to take, so he returned to the bedroom.
He opened the drawer and inside were two movie tickets. The movie was scheduled to be released tomorrow. Tomorrow was the celebration for the establishment of PAC. It was a legal holiday.
It was also a good opportunity for a date.
Jiang Chen took two deep breaths and grabbed the movie tickets. He had already dragged the idea of inviting the goddess to watch a movie to the last day. If he delayed it any longer, he would never have the courage to do so.
The movie tickets were given to him by his best friend, Zhao Peng. He said things like "If you don't go after her, you'll be crying when she's with you." He then urged Jiang Chen to get the courage to go after Yao Tingting.
Although Zhao Peng was usually a prankster, he was a good guy at the critical moment.
When Jiang Chen thought about this, he couldn't help but smile. They had always had a good relationship with the guy who played with him since they were kids.
Speaking of which, when was the first time he met Zhao Peng?
He hesitated for a moment, but he quickly threw the boring question to the back of his head.
[Whatever, it doesn't matter if I don't remember. It was probably when I was a kid anyway.]
Jiang Chen closed the door behind him and walked downstairs.
The air in Wanghai was clear. Although the dome in the sky was a bit of an eyesore, it was the shield that protected the city from space-based weapons such as the HPMW – the Holy Shield System. The international situation was getting more and more tense. The friction between NATO and PAC was getting more and more intense. Even the city that had never experienced war was shrouded in the shadow of war.
But so what? Life continued. Just like how Jiang Chen had to go to school and his neighbor was going to work. People believed that the two sides would eventually calm down, just like the friction many years ago. Lack of resources, geopolitical ZZ crisis … But there was always a way to solve the problem, right?
After he greeted the uncle next door, he yawned and went downstairs.
At the door was a cleaning robot. He saw it every day when he went downstairs.
Somewhat abruptly, when Jiang Chen stepped on the road, the robot suddenly looked at him.
Jiang Chen looked at the robot in confusion. Logically speaking, a robot without artificial intelligence would not be interested in anything other than garbage.
Does he think I'm trash? This guy …
Of course, although he mocked it in his mind, he was not bored enough to argue with a cold machine. Jiang Chen curled his lips and was about to walk around it.
Suddenly, a creepy feeling crept into his mind.
Jiang Chen turned around and peeked at the robot, but he didn't expect the robot's eyes to be following him.
She looked straight into his eyes.
The lantern-shaped eyeballs, the lifeless expression in the eyes, and the cold and stiff gaze.
Suddenly, the robot looked in a certain direction and stopped moving as if it had crashed.
"What the hell."
Jiang Chen wiped his forehead, looked at the robot in disdain, and quickly walked away.
He was actually scared by a cleaning robot? If Zhao Peng knew, he would be scolded to death by him.
But what was that feeling?
Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows in confusion. He didn't understand why he felt flustered the moment he met its gaze.
…
When he arrived at school, it was almost time for class. Jiang Chen immediately ran to his seat.
High school life was busy. Even though he was only in the first year of high school, he had to deal with six classes at the same time. Language, Mathematics, Physics, and Biology … Hmm? He remembered wrong, it should be five.
Jiang Chen took out the terminal used for class from his bag. It was a pen-shaped holographic computer.
All the courses could be done on the terminal, whether it was homework or courseware for class. Although he heard that there was a virtual reality teaching system that could learn things by lying down, it was prohibited for students below high school level.
The reason seemed to be to prevent people from developing bad habits of laziness? To prevent people's social skills from weakening?
He didn't understand. There was a convenient way to use it, but they had to restrict it. But no matter how much he disliked the education system, he still had to attend this class. Who wanted him to be here? Then he had to follow the rules here …
"Hey! Hanhan, did you watch yesterday's episode? " The girl with a ponytail named Chen Yuchen was the language class representative, and her deskmate was Qian Han. The two of them were the living treasures of the class. How should he describe it? In short, he could be described as energetic and gossipy.
"Mhmm, I watched it. Did Ryan die in the end? Or maybe I've become a vampire or something, "the girl named Qian Han replied with an excited expression.
[Pfft, there is no TV series where the main character dies. You are too into the character!]
"He won't die, in the end, Ryan will …" Jiang Chen mocked, and then pretentiously stated his speculation about the plot. Although it was speculation, he always felt that the plot would develop in the direction he imagined.
As to why he had this illusion, perhaps it was because he watched too many similar movies.
Suddenly, Jiang Chen froze.
The feeling from this morning returned.
Everyone in the class stopped what they were doing and stared blankly in Jiang Chen's direction.
That's right, they stared blankly at him.
Chen Yuchen, Qian Han, the class representative Liu Ruiwen, and even his childhood friend Zhao Peng …
[Eh? Did I speak this loudly?]
Being stared at by the entire class, Jiang Chen shrunk back as he coyly smiled.
Everyone's gaze was strange, but Jiang Chen couldn't tell where the strangeness came from.
Hollow? No … it was as if he was being analyzed and monitored.
But why did he have this feeling?
Suddenly, like an anesthetic, fear began to spread from his heart to his scalp. He gulped, and his throat moved slightly. Jiang Chen suddenly had the urge to run out of the classroom. But this action was illogical. He wouldn't run out of the classroom just because his classmates were watching.
[Wait … where is Yao Tingting?]
Jiang Chen suddenly realized that the seat by the window was empty.
Just then, the class bell rang.
"Students, let's start class. Liu Lei, help me hand out the homework." The math teacher walked in and picked up the terminal to start the class.
"Yes —" The math class representative Liu Lei, as usual, dragged out his voice as he responded weakly. He then downloaded the corrected homework from the terminal and automatically distributed it to the students based on their IDs. [This unnecessary design seems to be to strengthen class consciousness?]
Jiang Chen recovered from his daze and quickly scanned his surroundings.
[Everyone has returned to normal. When did this happen?]
"Did you have a cramp in your neck?" Zhao Peng poked his back with a smirk.
Jiang Chen looked at Zhao Peng strangely.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Zhao Peng paused for a moment, then touched his face with a frown. "There's nothing dirty, right?"
Jiang Chen turned around without a word. He left his best friend, who was still confused, behind and quietly laid on the table.
[Is it my illusion?]
Jiang Chen subconsciously looked at the position by the window.
A girl as pure and cute as a lily was quietly listening to the math teacher's lecture. Her fingers occasionally scribbled on the tablet terminal.
The breeze blew by.
The curtains slightly blocked Jiang Chen's vision.
[When did she appear there?]
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